Shadow of the Beautiful World

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The wizarding world is full of magical elements.

Merlin followed Mr. Arthur and Hermione with a green powder, traversing the burning fireplace, and after ten seconds of erratic flight, they came to the Weasley family's mansion.

"Ao"

Hermione, who was standing on the ground again, retched, and her shaking body was supported by Merlin. While fiddled with her messy hair, the girl complained to Merlin palely:

"So many times, I still can't stand Fei Lufen."

"Yes."

Merlin's expression was also painful. He rubbed his forehead and said to Hermione:

"It's like throwing you into the washing machine and spinning it for a few hours. That feels enough to make you spit out last year's overnight meal...but seriously, it's much better than using the door key."

"Door key?"

Hermione turned to look at Merlin, she said in surprise:

"You made the door key yourself? You haven't been taken by the Ministry of Magic...oh, I forgot, you are not in the UK, and the Ministry of Magic cannot control you."

"It's better to do this kind of thing less in the future."

Mr. Arthur came out of the fireplace behind the two. He shook the black ash on his hat and warned Merlin and Hermione:

"There is also the Ministry of Magic in North America, and our North American colleagues can behave in a more brutal manner... It's not fun to be caught by them."

Talking, Mr. Arthur opened his arms to Merlin in the dimly lit living room with some debris and old furniture. He said aloud:

"Welcome to the Weasley mansion, Merlin. Think of it as your own home. Believe me, although it looks shabby, it is more comfortable than the houses of pure-blood wizards."

After talking, Mr. Arthur looked at the wall clock on the wall again. His face changed slightly, and he said to Hermione and Merlin:

"Children, I have to make a trip and will come back with my dear Molly in the afternoon. Hermione, you take Merlin to his room, um... he may be able to stay with Ron temporarily."

"By the way, to introduce the members of the Weasley family to Merlin, I will go first."

When he was finished, Mr. Arthur took a small spoon full of powder from the table next to it and sprinkled it towards the fireplace. Then the whole person rushed into the fireplace and disappeared.

Judging by Mr. Arthur's slightly anxious tone and his expression, Merlin guessed that he was probably dealing with some important and secret matters.

"Come with me, Merlin."

Hermione didn't care about this. When the 15-year-old girl was still innocent, she took Merlin's hand and walked all the way through the narrow living room on the crooked stairs.

Merlin noticed that there were many old photos hanging on the wall next to the stairs. Like the pictures of the wizards, the figures in these photos were moving. The characters in several shabby murals stopped their movements and looked at Merlin curiously.

Frankly speaking, it is not good to stare at those ghost-like figures.

They rushed all the way up to the sixth floor. Hermione pushed the door of the room on the top floor slightly. Merlin stood outside the door. He saw a small wooden sign at the door that read "Ron's Room".

The font was beautiful, and it seemed to move. As Merlin observed the wooden sign, he heard a boy in the house screaming in horror.

"No! Hermione! You can't just rush into a man's room! This is not polite!"

"Shut up! Ron!"

Hermione's sharp voice rang in the room:

"A guest is here, get dressed!"

After a moment, Hermione leaned out and said to Merlin:

"Come in, Merlin, you may be staying here tonight. Er, your roommate is a bit stupid, but don't mind."

Merlin smiled as he walked into the room with a handbag. A boy with messy red hair and freckles on his face was putting on his coat in a panic.

It can be seen from his similar face to that of Mr. Arthur that this boy should be the son of Mr. Arthur.

One of Hermione's good friends, Ron.

Merlin did not forget that three years ago, Hermione agreed to date this bad boy to help Merlin.

The style of this room is similar to the style of the entire Burrow, it is very shabby, but it is very warm and tidy.

On the walls of the house and the slightly tilted roof, weird orange posters were posted. It was a group of young men wearing wizard robes and riding on broomsticks. They were chasing a weird thing that looked like a moving red ball.

Merlin didn't understand why these people chased the ball on a broomstick, but that didn't prevent him from guessing. This should be the popular Quidditch game among wizards.

But he was not interested in it at all.

Merlin also noticed that on Ron’s bed, there were sheets in the same style as the poster, with a golden lion red shield logo printed on it, two black letters "C", and a flying cannonball.

Ron's room had a fish tank next to the window, but this kid didn't like animals at first glance. There were some frog eggs in the fish tank, and it looked like he hadn't changed the water for several days.

On the table, white placed a pair of shabby playing cards that kept shuffling automatically. In the cupboard beside the table, there were also some things that Merlin could not understand but were obviously magic items.

To be honest, except for the magical elements that can't be ignored in this room, this sloppy style is no different from the room of an ordinary 15-year-old.

Hermione quickly helped her friend to clean up the messy room. Obviously, she was unwilling to let her friend be ugly in front of Merlin.

But Ron didn't care about it. He picked up a toothbrush and put it in his mouth, and the toothbrush started to exercise by himself to help Ron brush his teeth. There was also a crumpled face towel, and Ron put it on his face, and water poured out.

With the help of magic items, Ron completed the work of grooming within a few seconds.

He turned his head to look at Merlin, and a trace of curiosity flashed in the blue eyes he had in the same vein as Mr. Arthur. He asked:

"Are you Merlin? Merlin Riley?"

"Yes, I am."

Merlin put his suitcase next to the bed and he reached out to Ron. He said:

"You should be Ron? Hermione told me in the letter...you are one of her best friends."

"Oh, really?"

There was a flash of joy on Ron's face. He held Merlin's hand in his hands. He said to Merlin:

"Hermione never said this to me."

"Merlin!"

Hermione on the side screamed unhappyly:

"You can't say the contents of the letter I wrote to you everywhere! Ron is not my good friend, he made me cry last semester! Hell, he hasn't apologized until now!"

"Ok?"

Merlin's eyes narrowed. He looked at Ron in front of him. He pretended to be somber:

"You made my lovely sister cry?"

I have to say that Merlin's angry expression is still very deterrent.

His lips were pursed, his eyes sharp, and the elite agent's cold gaze made Ron feel at a loss.

"Bang, bang"

And at this moment, in the attic above the two people, it seemed that the cold breath of Merlin was sensed, and a strange noise rang above.

Merlin raised his head violently. He looked at the wooden board above his head. In the state of vision, he could clearly feel that there was a cold and dark atmosphere in the attic above his head...

That's a ghoul!

"Children, go out!"

Merlin pulled a pistol filled with holy silver bullets from his waist. While opening the insurance, he said to Hermione and Ron:

"There is a ghoul here, let me solve it."

"Do not!"

Ron clearly knew what the cold weapon was in Merlin's hand. He hurriedly reached out to hold Merlin's pistol. He said to Merlin:

"It's not dangerous at all, Merlin, in fact, it's a pet at home. It has been in the attic since my father was a kid."

"Ok?"

Merlin looked at Ron and then looked at Hermione, who was also nervous. He said doubtfully:

"Do you keep ghouls as pets? Do you know that these monsters can easily bite off the neck of an ordinary person in the dark?"

"You are talking about wild ghouls, Merlin."

Hermione explained:

"The ghouls of the Burrow are domesticated. They have been feeding on moths and insects. In the wizard's house, they dare not do anything to harm others."

"..."

Merlin looked at the seemingly false expressions of the two children. He glanced at the top of his head again. Finally, he retracted the pistol. He patted Ron's shoulder, he said:

"Don't mind, I just made a joke with you just now. But seriously, I don't recommend that you continue to live under a ghoul. In New York, more than a dozen unlucky ghosts are eaten by ghouls in the ditch every year. It’s my job to deal with these dark creatures."

"Are you an Auror?"

Ron was not angry. On the contrary, he looked at Merlin, curious in his eyes:

"Auror of the North American Ministry of Magic?"

"Uh, I'm not."

Merlin didn't know how to explain his job to the kid who grew up in the wizarding world. He certainly didn't know what the agent meant. Finally, Hermione had a keen mind, she said to Ron:

"Merlin is an agent, you can understand it as the elite Auror in the Muggle world."

"Wow, cool!"

Ron looked at Merlin. He seemed to want to ask more things, but was patted by Hermione on the shoulder. She said:

"Merlin is a guest. Ron, shouldn't you, as the host, take Merlin around in the Burrow? You are really impolite!"

"Oh, I forgot."

Ron scratched his hair a little awkwardly. He made a "please" gesture to Merlin:

"Then please follow me, Mr. Merlin, I will take you around in the Burrow. My parents live on the fifth floor, just downstairs."

He took Merlin on the crooked stairs, and he warmly introduced Merlin to his home:

"And here are the rooms of my brothers Bill and Charlie. They both have formal jobs. Bill works as an enchanter in Egypt. Charlie is in Romania and is a dragon researcher."

Ron pointed proudly to the fourth-floor room and said to Merlin:

"They occasionally come back to live, but mother usually puts some debris here."

"Is the spellcaster and dragon researcher?"

Merlin smiled:

"Sure enough, it's a wizard-style profession. Maybe I have time. I can chat with them. Some of my friends are also interested in magical creatures."

"They rarely come back, but I can give you their mailbox."

Ron scratched his hair and said to Merlin:

"You can send them a letter with an owl. This is Percy's room. Unfortunately, he quarreled with his parents a few days ago, so he moved to London alone, and I don't know when he will be back."

The child pointed sadly to the room on the third floor, but he soon became happy:

"If Percy doesn't come back, maybe I will be able to move here from the top floor. I don't like the sun on the top floor, and it always makes people unable to sleep well."

"On the other side of the third floor is the room of Fred and George. They always stir up some weird experiments in the house. My mother has scolded them many times, but there is still a smell of gunpowder. It smells bad. Last year my mother burned. After losing some of their orders, I heard that George and Fred have been secretly making some magic trick toys and want to rely on these things to make money."

"Oh? Is that bad?"

Merlin says:

"In the Muggle world, I started making money when I was a student, but it's a great achievement."

"But it's different in the wizarding world."

Hermione whispered to Merlin:

"Arthur and Molly are the parents of the traditional school. They want their children to have formal and decent jobs in the future, rather than being juggling clowns."

"The second floor is my sister Ginny's room, but she went to Diagon Alley with George and Fred today, so she was not at home. By the way. Hermione stayed with Ginny when she came to my house. "

Merlin looked at the room on the second floor. The door of the house had very feminine carvings, which represented a lady's house.

"Ginny is one year younger than me."

Hermione said to Merlin:

"She is the youngest child of the Weasley family and a good friend of mine. She is a beautiful and talented little girl."

Merlin nodded and stood on the steps of the stairs. He looked up. The crooked stairs formed a weird, but a certain image in Merlin's eyes. He looked at Ron and asked:

"Is there any magic blessing in the Burrow? I always feel that the space inside this house is a little too big..."

"Correct."

Ron nodded:

"When my grandparents built the Burrow, they added some space magic to it. The Burrow looks bigger than it looks on the surface. It's like a magnifying magic tent."

"It's amazing."

Merlin sighed, and he followed Ron and Hermione out of the gate of the Burrow.

In front of him, there was a piece of green grass and a small river, the sun shining on the grass, this is an extremely beautiful rural scene, and the grass has been spreading out until a hill at the end of Merlin's eyes.

He looked back, and behind the burrow was a paddock with some fruit trees planted in it, and further away it looked like a mountain covered with trees.

But what surprised Merlin most was that the Burrow looked like a crooked tower from the outside, and it didn’t have a symmetrical style. Sure enough, as Ron said, from the outside, the house was only a few floors high and the inside The space is indeed much larger than the exterior.

There is also four or five chimneys on the top of the dilapidated red house, but Merlin was in the room, but did not see the structure of the chimney at all.

This magically built house really has some doors.

"Do you want to see the Burrow from the sky? Merlin."

Ron reached out his hand, read a spell, and a slightly worn broom flew into his hand. Ron said to Merlin:

"You can sit on my broom and look at my home from the sky, but it's more beautiful."

"Thanks, boy."

Merlin glanced at the broom and he said:

"I don't like flying around on a broomstick, it feels strange to me. But if you want, I can take you to the sky... I mean, no broomstick."

"really?"

Hermione's eyes widened, and she looked at Merlin:

"Can you really do it? Have you learned the flying spell?"

"NO, I have not."

Merlin held Hermione's hand in one hand and Ron's shoulder in the other. He smiled and said to the two children:

"But I have special flying skills...hold on."

"boom"

At the next moment, Merlin's body suddenly turned into black smoke. In the children's screams, Hermione and Ron were picked up by the smoke, and they were delivered so quickly without any magic items. Dozens of meters high.

It's like... they have invisible wings.

"Wow! What a cool!"

In the hunting wind, Ron opened his hands and flew freely like a bird in the smoke, Hermione's hair was dancing in the air, she screamed:

"Taller, Merlin! Taller!"

"Take us to the cloud!"

"This is more than a broomstick! Harry will love it! Oh, real flight!"

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